Save Me

Sometimes I just wish the world would slow down,

And stop killing me little by little everyday.

Each day I whither away,

Each day a piece of me is forgotten.

Each day, I die a little more.

Sometimes it feels as if I die, and am brought back to life

Just to face the same thing again and die the next day.

A life where your mother doesn't know the first thing about you

A life where she just watches you with a scrutinizing eye.

A life where you feel caged.

I feel as if this cage is too small.

Like an animal that has grown to big for its confines

And is thus smothered by the iron bars that refuse to yield.

I yank and tear at the bars and chains, hoping to loosen their restraint

But the hope is false, and laughs back in my face; and slowly my hope whittles away.

I feel as if I am swinging over a chasm by a single rope that is my life,

And my grip is slipping.

I call out for help to all the passerby's. They all hear me, but none spare me a glance.

Everyone has only one person who can save them, but where are you?
You always see me suffering, you see me drowning in everything I've become,

But you rarely even answer me back anymore.

I'm slipping, and the darkness has nearly enveloped me.

You're so close to the edge, staring back down at me.

And although you're so close, I know I can't touch you.

You're not ready to save me yet.

But while you stand there and consider your options,

I'm slowly slipping and the rope is breaking

I'm disappearing into the darkness below me, and it's slowly creeping up behind me.

But don't worry, I don't blame you.

Because at least you came.

But look into my eyes and hear my pleads,

Please, don't let me fall.